She eventually mumbled something about a back rub (or I imagined this, it was 40 some years ago) and so I hopped up and got behind her chair and proce...ded to try to massage her shoulders. She didn’t object, and made enough encouraging noises that I continued on. As I worked on her shoulders, I noticed if I leaned forward, I could see partway down the front of her nightgown. I was struck by how deep her cleavage was, with each breast protruding out of the nightgown nicely, full and round and. As the hunger filled up inside me, I started to crave what they had. I wanted to join them in their tryst, but also not with them. I wanted to feel Jenn’s fingers rub my clit while I rode Matt’s cock, but at the same time, not know it was either of them doing it. It was complicated, but I think what I really wanted was the eroticism and thrill without the idea of what it would inevitably become.As the thought of someone else inside me pervaded my mind, my fingers followed suit, sliding inside. When I got home, I opened the mailbox. In the mailbox: boxer shorts that are too large, a cage for my cock, and a couple of nylon zip ties for my wrists. I go into the house. My chest feels tight, I'm burning up with anxiety and adrenaline. I undress, take off my slacks and boxer briefs, put on the strange boxer shorts. I take a leak and then put on the cock cage, cold steel on my tender flaccid cock, and I sit. I wait for, seemingly, hours. Finally I hear the front door and Danielle walks into. He repeated this until all twelve golf balls should have been just inside the fence on the other side of his yard.To his dismay, eight of them had careened over the fence into his neighbor’s back yard. Since it was during a week day, Charlie knew that his neighbor would be out of town all week. The wife worked and the younger daughter was in middle school. The only thing he had to worry about was the older daughter, Sharon, who was a sophomore in college and who had moved back home to save some.